"He is a liar, a very experienced liar!"

The dwarves only heard an orc soldier in the crowd say harshly: "When we went to invite these people to come down, several of my men were hit by lightning in the cave. They were stiff as if they were dead.

And he didn’t explain it either!”

He held out the sword that Thorin wore, which was the treasure that the dwarves found in the ogre cave.

As soon as the tall Orc saw the long sword, he immediately let out a violent roar. All the soldiers gritted their teeth, started banging their shields and stamping their feet. They all recognized the sword, which had killed hundreds of Orcs that year.

Orcs.

At that time, the beautiful elves of Gondolin hunted these Orcs in the mountains and outside the city walls. They called it the Beast Sword, the magic weapon that killed the Orcs, but the Orcs simply called it the Sword, and they hated it.

This sword hates the person who carries it even more.

"You are all enemies, evil friends of elves! How dare you appear in front of me with this sword?" The tall orc shouted: "Whip them! Beat them! Bite them! Tear them! Break them!"

They were thrown into a cave full of poisonous snakes so that they could never see the sun outside again!”

His majestic anger made him open his mouth wide, jumped off the somewhat shabby "leader's throne" and rushed towards Thorin.

At that moment, all the light in the cave disappeared, and the strong flame in the center was extinguished with a pop. A line of white smoke rushed straight to the top of the cave, and many embers were scattered everywhere.

The orcs began to yell uncontrollably, hitting and cursing each other, and the chaos that followed was beyond description.

Even with the help of dark vision, Geralt could see a few bold orc thieves sneaking their sinful hands into the pockets of the tattered clothes of his companions where food and loot were stored, and started stealing in the dark.

Even if you roasted hundreds of wild cats and wolves on the fire, it would not be as good as this commotion. The embers left by the fire burned the orcs, and the white smoke that originally rushed to the roof of the cave fell down.

, making the air difficult to breathe and making it impossible for them to see. Soon, they tripped over each other, staggered on the ground, and began to struggle with each other like crazy.

Suddenly, a sword glowed. Bilbo saw it pierce through the orc leader who was at a loss in the chaos. He fell down, and the soldiers scattered screaming under the light of the sword.

flee.

The sword was sheathed again. "Follow me quickly!" said a stern voice. Before Bilbo could figure out what was happening, he found that his little feet had started to walk forward involuntarily, trying to keep up with the pace of everyone.

They continued to walk along the dark tunnel, the cries of the orcs behind them becoming weaker and weaker, and a pale light in front of them kept leading them.

"Hurry, hurry!" said the voice, "the torches will be lit again soon!"

"Wait!" Dori happened to be beside Bilbo at that time. He was a kind-hearted dwarf, so he tried his best to lift Bilbo up even though his hands were tied. Everyone began to run desperately, while listening

The sound of iron drills hitting each other was heard, while some people in the team endured the misery of falling down.

Because their hands were tied, they could not maintain their balance. After a while, they stopped, and they might have been in the center of the mountain range.

At this time, Gandalf lit up his staff. Of course this was Gandalf! Next to Gandalf were Gu Xiaoheng and Geralt, fighting with swords.

The basilisk and ice elemental lord who had killed countless ogres and their vassal dark creatures were released by Gu Xiaoheng.

The blizzard magic, which symbolizes the dead cold, is surging throughout the cave along with the petrified solidification rays shot everywhere by the basilisk.

Faced with such a terrifying petrification + freezing offensive, the half-orcs who were originally crowded into a dense group broke into chaos almost as soon as they came face to face with them.

Perhaps being disgusted with the enemy's chaos was not enough, Gu Xiaoheng saw with his own eyes that Maeve used the holy light's ability to ignite evil to ignite a large amount of pitch-black substance - this kind of black substance was placed on the black stone altar by the orcs.

Once the sticky substance is ignited, it creates a terrifying whirlpool of flames.

And this, for the half-orcs who have suffered so many disasters, can be regarded as an unbearable burden for their lives!

In the chaos, the big half-orcs are so ferocious that they will abandon their weaker companions at will, push them away, and then run away on their own or pick up weapons and chop at random. Little do they know that it is this selfish and cruel nature.

The dark nature of the rebels made the situation in the entire cave even more chaotic.

However, the dwarves were in such a hurry at that time that they had no time to ask Gu Xiaoheng, Gandalf and others how they came in. Thorin pulled out the sword again, and it flashed its unique light in the darkness. The energy in its body

The killing intent made it shine when orcs appeared around it.

Now, it flashes blue flames, as if it is proud of having killed the orc leader just now. It easily cuts off the orcs' iron training, allowing all the captives to regain their freedom. If you still remember,

The name of this sword is the Enemy Sword Glenri; the orcs call it fencing, and they hate it even more deeply than they hate it.

Gandalf also brought the beast-biting sword with him in the chaos, because he took advantage of the chaos and wrested it from a frightened guard. Gandalf's thinking was very careful, although he could not have done it at the same time.

Everything, but in times of emergency, he can do many miracles for his friends.

"Are we all here?" He bowed as a salute and returned the sword to Thorin. "Let me count, one, this is Thorin, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine

, ten, eleven, where are Kili and Fili? Oh, over here, twelve, thirteen--and Mr. Baggins, fourteen! Great, great! It could be worse, but

It could be better. We have no ponies, no food, no idea where we are, and a horde of angry orcs behind us! Let's get out of here!"

Gandalf was right. They began to hear the horrifying cries of the orcs coming from the passage behind them, which made them run faster than before. Poor Bilbo could hardly run anymore. When the dwarves were in a hurry,

He can run at amazing speeds, so they can only take turns carrying Bilbo forward.

However, the orcs are inherently faster than the dwarves, and they know the roads here better (they dug the tunnels here themselves), not to mention they are full of anger. Therefore, no matter how hard the dwarves try, they can never get rid of it.

The orcs kept roaring, and their voices got closer and closer; soon, they could even hear each other's chaos, and the sound of numerous footsteps seemed to be just around the corner. The scarlet light of the torches also began to catch up from behind, and the dwarves

At this time, they were all exhausted.

"Oh my God, oh, why should I leave home!" complained the poor Hobbit Snitch, as he bounced up and down Bombur's shoulders.

"Oh my god, why did I bring this deadly little hobbit to look for treasure!" Poor Bomber panted, his fat body trembling, and his face was splattered with sweat from fear and nervousness.

Just then Gandalf ran up to the rear of the group, and Thorin stood with him. They stood at the corner. "It's time!" he shouted. "Thorin, draw your sword!"

The orcs had no choice, and they didn't like the situation in front of them. They tried their best to get around the corner, but found that the enemy's fencing sword and the beast's biting sword were shining coldly in front of their surprised eyes.

The one at the front dropped his torch in panic and only had time to scream before he died; the orcs at the back let out a more piercing scream and kept retreating, knocking down those who were running behind.

Man. "Bite and fight swords!"

They screamed, and soon everyone fell into chaos again, and they all fled back in the direction they originally ran from - it turns out that it is hard for you to believe that selfish and timid dark creatures like orcs are

They can always maintain strong morale, even if they are in a pursuit position with an absolute numerical advantage.

It was a long time before they dared to go around that corner, and by that time, the dwarves had already run very far, leading a long, long distance in the dark tunnel.

When the orcs realized this, they extinguished their torches, put on soft shoes, and selected the fastest warriors with the most sensitive eyes and hearing from among their companions. These orcs galloped forward, as fast as the darkness

The sound they make is not much louder than that of a bat.

Therefore, Bilbo, the dwarves, and even Gandalf did not hear their movements, nor did they see each other's approach. However, in the eyes of the silent orcs, the light of Gandalf's staff became the best target.

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Or it should be said that in this chaotic escape journey, Gu Xiaoheng no longer cared about showing the dwarves his glorious hand that could light a candle at will in the dark without being discovered by the enemy.

Suddenly, the dwarf Bombur, who was running at the back and carrying Bilbo on his shoulders, was grabbed from behind. He fell to the ground with a cry, and the hobbit rolled off his shoulders and hit the hard stone with his head.

I can't remember anything after that.

.....

When Bilbo opened his eyes, he doubted whether he had really opened his eyes, because his eyes were still dark, nothing had changed, and there was no one near him. You can imagine how scared he was! He couldn't see anything.

He couldn't hear, couldn't see, couldn't feel anything except the floor beneath his feet.

He got up very, very slowly, groping on all fours, and finally he managed to touch a rough wall of the tunnel; but up and down he could feel nothing: nothing! No Orcs.

There were no signs of the dwarf. He felt like the world was spinning and he couldn't even determine the direction he was heading before he fell.

He could only barely guess a possible direction, and then crawled a long distance in that direction until his hand suddenly touched a metal object like a cold ring on the ground. This was a turning point in his career.

But he didn't actually know it yet. He put the ring in his pocket without even thinking about it, because it seemed that the ring had no use at the time.

Next, he didn't want to move at all for a long time, just leaning against the wall in despair. He again thought of the happy time of frying bacon and scrambled eggs in the kitchen at home, because the biological clock in his body could accurately tell him

It was already meal time, but this thought only made him feel even more pitiful.

He couldn't figure out what to do, and he didn't understand what happened, or why he was abandoned by everyone. If he was really abandoned, why didn't the orcs catch him? Why did his head feel so painful?

The truth of the matter is: He just happened to lie silently in a blind corner that was difficult for others to find, and he lay there for a long time.

After a long period of self-pity, he began to fumble with his pipe, which surprisingly did not break; then he fumbled with his bag, for there was still some tobacco in it; and finally he began to look for matches.

──However, after all, this was too much to ask for. He couldn't find any matches at all, and his dream was shattered.

When he finally regained his senses, he was glad that he couldn't find matches, because he really couldn't imagine what kind of monsters the light of matches and the smell of tobacco would attract in this place where he couldn't see anything. Even so, he still felt that at that time

Very frustrated.

After groping all over his body, he just happened to touch the hilt of the dagger on his body. This dagger was the weapon Thorin and his team found from the ogre cave. Thorin had given it to the team as a gift.

This Hobbit snitch has no weapon to defend himself since he embarked on his adventure.

Since it had never been used, Bilbo only remembered it now.

Moreover, since he had been hiding the weapon in his shirt, not even the orcs noticed it - so it seems that the small size of weapons is not a bad thing sometimes. At least sometimes, they are concealed enough to not be easily discovered by the enemy.

!

At this time, he took out the dagger, and it shone pale and faintly in the darkness. "It turns out that this is also a weapon made by elves," he thought: "The distance between orcs is not too close, but it is not too far either.

.”

At least he had a sense of security. Being able to wear weapons from Gondolin made him feel like he was in the Orc War in the song, like a legendary warrior who fought bravely against dark creatures like Orcs.

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This can't help but remind the hobbit who has just embarked on the adventure to recall his ancestors who have the title of "Roaring Bull" and use their heroic deeds to fight against the invasion of orcs to encourage himself.

Gradually, recalling this period of ancestral glory, Bilbo slowly developed a solid spiritual power in his heart... Perhaps, that was enough courage to support him to resist the darkness and the danger behind it!

In addition, he also noticed that when half-orcs suddenly encountered such weapons, they would be quite panicked.

"Go back?" he thought: "It's best not! Go to the side? Impossible! Go forward? This is the only hope! Let's go!"
Chapter completed!